Name: Gren
Race: Molekin

Description:
Short and stout, he is slightly below average for a molekin though most people have never met one before him so it's not obvious.
His skin is leathery and grey in colour with tuffs of white hair here and there.
He has a ovel shaped face with a large flat nose wide mouth and beady little black eyes

He wears a simple robe like smock with hood that is usually pulled down low over his face to keep the light out of his eyes. This robe is tied about the waist with a many stranded rope belt where a pouch hangs next to a sturdy club.
On his back is a sack with odds and ends in
His feet are broad and shoeless, years of living underground have hardened his soles to that of worn leather.
His hands are nimble but shovel like each digit ending in a thick claw suitable for digging or defense.

Personality:
Gren hasn't been on the surface for long and finds it difficult to read people sometimes. People being kind and polite are new to him as I'm his world the strongest ruled the weak and they took what they wanted and everyone had what was left.
He is also a bit secretive preferring his own company but will engage in conversation if approached as he realises to get along up here he will need to understand the surface dwellers ways and the only way to do that is to interact with them.